Pale Emblem

Chapter 90 Water Snake Town

Water Snake Town is a suburban town in Northern State of Fallen Leaf City.It is small in scale, with an irregular log fence enclosing an area of ​​more than 4000 square meters in the town, with more than 100 households and a total of [-] to [-] permanent residents.Water Snake Town does not have any special products, but it is located on the commercial road between North State of Fallen Leaf City and South State of Torrent City.

It is early summer now, the weather is getting hot and the sun is shining brightly.The long-distance armed caravans returned to Fallen Leaf City from various adventure strongholds with full loads of goods, and they generally settled in Water Snake Town.This is also the busiest season of the year in Water Snake.The warehouses outside the town were full of carriages, and almost all the residents of the town ran to the warehouses to help the caravans dry their goods; repair the carriages; take care of the animals that pulled the carts, cut their hoofs and nails, comb and feed them; There are also half-elf women rushing to do it for meager pay.

The townspeople of Water Snake Town work during the day and sleep in makeshift shacks by the freight yard at night.They rent the empty house to the caravan guys to rest, which is also an income.

No matter how stingy the caravan steward was, he wouldn't dare to cut off the fortune of Water Snake Town, unless he wanted to see his caravan set off again, the wheels of the car roll out of the way, or the camel beasts dizzy as they walked.

This is how the rules are formed.

The dusty caravan guards and guys are also happy to live in Water Snake Town and relax for a few days.Those who are willing to spend money can linger in the pubs, hotels and casinos in the town, enjoy food and wine, as well as sexy and beautiful half-elf waitresses; those who are shy can also rent an obedient and well-behaved barbarian slave to serve them carefully.

As long as the business traveler is willing to spend money, Water Snake Town can always let him spend it.And the poor ghosts without a hair are not welcome in Water Snake Town.

On the bustling streets of Water Snake Town, Lockerbie lowered the felt hat on his head with one hand, hiding his thin, pale face in the shadow of the rising edge.He walked against the stone wall of the street, pushed away a few children who were selling fruit to him, tried not to attract anyone's attention, and quietly turned into a hidden alley on the side of the street.

Several burly men were watching the fun with their arms crossed, and they seemed to block the alley unintentionally.Lockerbie walked over, raised his felt hat slightly, and let the strong men see his face.They inadvertently turned sideways, let Lockerbie in, and covered the alley again, as if nothing had happened.

This narrow alley is a dead end. The houses on the left and right sides have no doors or windows, and the sun can only reflect on the walls.In the daytime, the light in the alley is also very dim, the sewage and garbage on the ground can be seen everywhere, and the dirty gray-skinned mice are drilling between the garbage, revealing a corrupt and sinister atmosphere.

Lockerbie stepped on the fetid sewage to the end of the dead end.On the left wall was a thick wooden door reinforced with iron sheets.He stopped in front of the door, took a deep breath, took off his felt hat, and raised his hand to knock on the wooden door.

There were two knocks on the iron plate, and three more knocks on the wooden door. After two long and three short knocks, the window on the thick wooden door suddenly opened from the inside, revealing a pair of ruthless eyes.

Lockerbie bowed, a flattering humble smile on his face.

The eyes behind the window saw the visitor's face clearly, and then disappeared in an instant, and the shutter was snapped shut.Immediately afterwards, there was a sound of bolts being pulled from the door.

Lockerbie waited for a while, and the sturdy iron and wooden door finally opened.He was still adjusting his eyesight, when a sturdy man grabbed his shoulders, dragged him roughly into the room, and went out to look left and right.The man glanced at the few strong men squatting at the entrance of the alley and made sure there was nothing unusual, so he closed the wooden door and isolated the house from the outside world again.

In addition to the janitor, there were three tough thugs and an elderly half-elf male in the house.

He has gray hair and savage eyes. He is sitting behind a wooden table counting gold and silver coins. An oil lamp illuminates half of his cheeks. The interplay of light and shadow makes him look like a sinister old wolf.

Old Wolf, the head of the Thieves' Guild in Water Snake Town, is in charge of all black and grey businesses in the town.He is not only one of the most important people in the town of Water Snake, but also the creditor of Lockerbie.

Lockerbie pressed the felt hat to his chest and stood honestly two meters away, not daring to breathe.

After a while, the old wolf counted the money on the table and raised his head, as if he had just realized that there were visitors in the room.He said with a look of surprise: "Oh, isn't this Lockerbie? I told Mundo and the others yesterday that Lockerbie should be going to Water Snake in the next two days, and asked them to treat you well... Domon, Locke You won't tell me when Bi is back? I said, what are you scoundrels doing in a daze, and you haven't moved a chair for Mr. Lockerbie!"

A chair slid in front of Lockerbie, but Mundo threw it not.The bald-headed professional thug didn't pay any attention to the old wolf's greeting. He sat on the sofa next to him like a wooden man.However, Lockerbie felt a chill all over when he touched Mundo's sullen, emotionless eyes.

"Lockerbie, are you deaf or stupid when the head tells you to sit in this chair?"

A tall, fat thug grabbed Lockerbie and shoved him into a cramped wooden chair.The armrests of the wooden chair were covered with sticky blood stains, some old and some new, indicating that the person sitting on this chair should not have encountered anything bad.

"Then... Mr. Lockerbie, you came to me on your own initiative, are you going to pay back the money?" the old wolf asked with a half-smile.

Lockerbie shuddered, he knew very well that the gambling debt he owed to the old wolf might not be over.Although the armed caravans have their own backgrounds and are not afraid of the old wolf in Water Snake Town, ordinary guys like Lockerbie can recruit as many caravan managers as they want.The caravan would never stand up for him.He saw with his own eyes the old wolf killed a caravan guy who had no money to pay his debts, and also helped to bury the body in the field outside the town.

To this end, Lockerbie had nightmares for several days.As a result, nothing happened.The caravan set off on time, as if the buried man had never been in the caravan.

"I...I don't have any money." Lockerbie shrank back in his chair and shouted before the old wolf changed his face, "I have news, I'm here to sell news."

"Oh."

The old wolf's raised back collapsed again, and the fierce expression that he wanted to eat disappeared.He said slowly: "News . . . well, Lockerbie, you know, I like news and am willing to pay a fortune for useful news. If it is useless news, then I will be very angry. Let's talk about it. I hope your news doesn't make me angry."

Lockerbie swallowed and said quickly: "A dozen days ago, our caravan encountered a group of weirdos on the road..."

"wack?"

"Well, five weirdos, three men and two women!"

"Okay, don't worry, speak slowly, but in detail."

Lockerbie calmed down and continued: "Fifteen days ago, our caravan set off from Sheep Tail Town in Lampang, Torrent City, and everything went smoothly. On the morning of the third day, the caravan encountered five weirdos on the business road. , they wore untanned deerskins, wolfskins, and a leopard skin to cover the large rattan baskets they carried with them, like hunters who went out hunting and got lost for a long time. However, except for the two war bows , I didn't see them carrying weapons, but they were wrapped in long strips wrapped in animal skins, which must be weapons."

"They stopped the convoy, asked us for directions, and offered to accompany us. The chief guard of the caravan was worried that they were spies sent by the bandits, so he refused their request, but gave them some water and dry food."

"The five weirdos walked on the outside of the trade road and kept following the convoy. We went and they left, we stopped for the night, and they also stayed outside. The convoy guard wanted to chase them, but the captain of the guard told everyone not to be too busy, just keep an eye on them. That's good. The captain of the guard said that if they leave by themselves, it means that they are really spies sent by the bandits."

"On the fourth day, when the convoy passed through a muddy field, a carriage happened to run into the rut left by the carriage in front, and the wheel fell off, and the whole carriage was about to fall. Straighten the sloping carriage with both hands."

"Professional?"

"Yes, he is a professional." Lockerbie wiped the sweat on his forehead and said affirmatively: "The captain of the guard saw that they had a professional, but I didn't expect that the professional among them would have such great strength. ."

Hearing this, the old wolf's pupils shrank.Of course, he knew the weight of a fully loaded carriage, and only a professional with a good physique could temporarily straighten the sloping carriage.What surprised the old wolf even more was the strange man's reaction.You know, pros usually don't rush into the fast-turning wagon alone, but the eccentric is not worried about being injured at all, and he makes a decisive move and is very confident.

This professional is very strong... Lao Lang thought to himself.

"When such a thing happened, the caravan steward also came forward to thank them. The professionals who helped the car made a request for companionship, and also took out a small bag of golden sand as a follow-up fee. I saw that the golden sand they took out was very pure, at least one Pound!"

The old wolf's eyes suddenly lit up, and he greeted the thug next to him: "Walido, bring Mr. Lockerbie a glass of fine blackberry wine."

Before long, a thug brought a glass of blackberry wine to Lockerbie's table.He was flattered and took a sip from his glass.

"Drink, drink, there's more after drinking." The old wolf narrowed his eyes and persuaded him to drink with a smile.

Lockerbie drank the blackberry wine in front of him, but the old wolf did not pour him a second glass.This flavored blackberry wine is not cheap, and the caravan guys are more addicted to drinking it.Lockerbie didn't drink less blackberry wine in the Water Snake Town Casino before, but unfortunately his salary is not enough to pay interest, so he can't buy blackberry wine at all.

This glass of wine was invited by the old wolf. If he wants to drink a second glass, it depends on his performance.

"The professional took out the golden sand, and the steward didn't want to accept it, but the other party said that they wanted to take a ride and separated from the caravan when they arrived at Water Snake Town. They asked the caravan not to ask their identities and origins. Those golden sands were considered as remuneration."

It is not uncommon for travelers to travel with armed caravans, but they have to pay a sum of money to the caravan as their expenses in the convoy.Passengers mainly want to buy peace, to prevent the nuisance of bandits and wild animals.However, some powerful professionals do not need to take shelter in the armed caravan, but the armed caravan is willing to pay to invite them to accompany them and take care of the safety of the convoy.

Judging from the deeds of the professional who supported the fully loaded carriage, he belonged to the strong man that the armed caravan was willing to curry favor with, and the caravan would not charge him for a ride.

So, the Jinsha he gave to the caravan was actually a hush money?

"Are there any wounded among them?" The old wolf asked in a deep voice, stroking the table with his hands habitually.

"Maybe……"

Lockerbie was not sure, and said hesitantly: "The steward arranged for them to travel in a half-loaded carriage. One of the weirdos, a black and thin guy, got on the carriage first. But the two women refused to go up...they are one in high school. He's short, looks good and has a good figure, but there's something wrong with his brain... It seems like he's a lunatic."

The old wolf became interested and said, "More details."

Lockerbie nodded and said, "At the beginning, we didn't see anything wrong with the two women, but they couldn't get on the carriage... When they climbed the carriage, they also ripped off the animal skin on their bodies. Now the weather It was relatively hot. The two women only wore thin petticoats under the animal skin, and they were also sweating. We noticed that the two women not only looked beautiful, but also had delicate skin. They didn't look like working servants. Or the female adventurers who are often in the wild...their hair is cut in a mess, and there is a lot of blood on the inner skirt, obviously the marks left by the whip. Strangely, their inner skirt is not damaged."

The old wolf's expression became serious, and he asked, "Are you sure that their petticoats are stained with whipped blood, but the petticoats are not damaged?"

Lockerbie hesitated for a moment, then nodded and said, "I didn't see any damage. I looked carefully at the time."

"Well, let's talk."

"Those two women are especially vicious, their eyes are like violent beasts... A guy kindly brought a stool for them to step on when he saw that they couldn't climb a carriage, and the tall woman turned around and scratched his face. One of her companions stopped her. The tall woman didn't give up, shouting 'ho', 'ho'. The guy was so frightened that he fell over. The short woman jumped off the ground while her companion didn't notice her In the past, bite hard on the guy's leg...they're crazy, definitely not normal people!"

"Their companion got angry and whipped them a few times with a peeled branch before they calmed down, and then was carried into the carriage by the companion."

"The steward found some clothes for them to put on. At dinner, they got off the carriage to eat with everyone, and the professional man who straightened the carriage introduced that his name was Harvey; the black and thin guy was called Maddie; The woman was called Ruth; the little one was called Jessica; and the last one who whipped them was called Victor. Harvey didn't say anything else, and wouldn't let us ask."

The old wolf was silent for a second, then asked sullenly, "Think about it again, what else did they talk about?"

The caravan man recalled carefully, looked up and said: "Oh, the captain of the guard told us not to provoke them in private, saying that Harvey was very powerful, maybe a fourth-level professional, and that Maddie was not easy. Harvey also claimed to be a The leader of the gang, but I always felt something was wrong."

"Ruth and Jessica are completely insane. They can't speak. They can only beat people, dogs, and camels. Whoever is close to them, they beat whoever, and even Harvey and Maddie were roared by them. Threats. They're not afraid of anything, except that half-blood named Victor."

(End of this chapter)